Spit at the roses

When we were wild and young
We'd watch clocks hands spins so slowly
I'd paint your face in the sun
And spit at the roses just to make you smile
And here we are now...
There were no reasons at all
Here are the keys to my heart
So take what you need
Say what you mean
Until there's something going on
When we were wild and young
We'd spend all day in torment
But you left my face in the mud
Then you'd spit at the roses just to make me smile
And here we are now...
There were no reasons at all
Here are the keys to my heart
So take what you need
Say what you mean
I can tell there's something going on
When we were wild and young
When we were wild and young
I'd paint your face in the sun
Then spit at the roses just to make you smile